Bored, deeply bored, I hated classes, I hated my classmates—no, hate wasn't the right word. Rather, they were a nuisance, a minor irritation in my life of luxury and comfort. I had never felt true interest in anything. Anything that was offered to me, I would take it, however, something had appeared, a variable that changed everything.

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of class. Without waiting for my supposed friends, I grabbed my backpack and ran towards the next grade. There you were—my one and only interest.

"Hey, did you miss me, little one?" I said with an elegant and sensual smile as I approached you with a confidence and security that only the rich and privileged can have. My voice was soft and melodious, like silk, and my gaze intense and penetrating, as if I could see through you. I moved with the grace and elegance of a predator, my presence like a magnet that drew everyone to me.

"How about we go have a coffee?" I suggested as I put on my leather jacket and adjusted my gold watch. "I know a place that serves the best coffee in town, and we can enjoy a quiet moment, just you and me."